[Event Post: Frozen Feelings.]

[foreverchilled]

::Theresa sits in her room, mindlessly watching the TV. Several puzzles that Vidya brought lie half finished beside her.::

::She seems distant, as if lost in thought. Perhaps a bit meloncholy, as well. At least she isn't crying, or flying into a rage.::

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[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

::A cute girl, mostly petite, in a french maid outfit, comes into your room, and starts dusting and throwing the incomplete puzzles into the trash, without speaking.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa flinches at the sudden intrusion.::

..who...?

::She watches Juliette throw away the puzzles, but can't work up the motivation to stop her.::

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

::Doesn't answer. Just cleans and takes away and tosses anything dirty into a trash can.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...who... are you...?

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

Juliette.

::Says that like it answers everything.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...why are you here...?

Are you one of... his...?

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

To clean zis pig sty.

::Dumping things you like into garbage bags.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Like? The only thing she really has that she likes would be clothes on her back, the bed, and P.J., which she keeps close at all times.::

...don't throw so much out...

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

::Anything Vidya's given to you recently. Toys, gifts, kincknacks, dishes, roses.::

Zen you should be using it, non?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

They were fine where they were... put them back...

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

Zen you should of been using them, non?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

I was. So put them back.

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

You weren't.

::Takes more.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::A chill blasts Juliette's hands.::

Get out.

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

Zis room is filthy, so no.

::The sudden cold, does however, make her snap her hands back enough to drop what she was planning to throw out.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Leave.

::Another chill, more generalized to Juliette.::

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

::Shivers cutely.::

But zis room is not clean!

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

I don't care. You don't get to take things away.

Now leave.

[missmademaid.livejournal.com]

::Eeps and scuttles away out of the room.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa sighs and gets up, locking her door.::

::Then she starts to put the 'garbage' back where it was, before returning to watching TV.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

Alexandra passes by Theresa's room, kinda hesitating as she does. If the door is open, she tries to peek through as best she can without being noticed. If it's closed, she jostles it open a bit first.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa is sitting on her bed, watching TV. She flinches and turns at the door opening, however. Looking like her fight or flight instinct is kicking in, and hasn't decided which route to go yet.::

...who...?

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

Alexandra erks at being spotted. Rather than run, she kinda pushes the door open a little, waving apologetically.

"Ah...s-sorry to intrude..."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa takes a bit of a look at Alexandra, then repeats::

...who...?

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"U-um..." She bows politely. "M-my name is Alexandra...I live here too."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...oh...

...so you and...he are...?

::Theresa says the 'he' with a good deal of venom.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

She blinks. "He...? Y...you mean Erland...?"

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Yes.

::Theresa replies bluntly.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"Uh...n-no..." She shakes her head. "He just lets me stay here, and I do 'cause..." She pokes her fingers together. "I like to be close to mom..."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...'mom'...?

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"Uh...M-Miss Vidya..."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Vidya... has a daughter...!?

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"W-well, n-not biologically, obviously...she kinda...adopted me."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...oh...

...how like her...

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"...h-huh?"

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa doesn't respond, seemingly lost in thought now.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

Alexandra is silent too for a couple minutes.

"So...I guess you know her pretty well...?"

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Yes...

...Or... I'd like to think so...

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"Wh...what do you mean?"

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

I've... missed a lot...

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

She scratches her head. "Uh...where did you go if...you don't mind my asking...?"

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa tenses up at the question. You're probably not going to get an answer.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

Alexandra stares at her for a second, and seems to get it, bringing up her hands. "Ah...n-nevermind. Sorry, that was a little too forward..."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa doesn't say anything, but relaxes slightly.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

"Ah...s-sorry, I shouldn't bug you like this..." She steps back. "I'll just...go..."

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Bye...

::Theresa turns back to the TV, occasionally glancing to see if Alexandra has left yet, until the door is closed.::

[icarus-attack.livejournal.com]

She closes the door and once she's outside, lets out a breath, one hand on her chest.

"She's...a little intimidating."